This Beauty is Out from Space Chapter 75

When he returned to his apartment that day, Elliot turned on his computer as usual. He browsed the web for a while and played a few games. Elliot glanced at the time. The water in the kitchen was about to boil. He was about to get up when a prompt appeared indicating that Chi Liam had sent something to his mailbox. He didn't care much. He got up and went to the kitchen to drop off the noodles. When he came back, Elliot opened his email. There was only a period in the title column. When he clicked it, the picture inside made him stunned. He saw a pair of feet.

A pair of feet soaked in formalin.

The lines of the bare feet were particularly beautiful, the thin instep curved like an attractive arch, the toenails were well trimmed, the skin of the owner of the feet was very white, and there were small transparent bubbles attached to the bare feet. The victim of the first case had his feet chopped off with an axe, and there was no doubt that these were the feet of that victim. The collector obviously loved corpses very much, and the photos were taken very delicately, with a reasonable angle to make the dead person's feet half bright and half dark. Perhaps from the perspective of the criminal, this frame of the picture is ambiguous and sweet.

Elliot scrolled down. If the first photo was still within his acceptable range, the second one completely froze him. He saw himself getting ice water from the beverage cabinet in the supermarket. It should be a photo taken in the last month. He was wearing a dark T-shirt and jeans, and the part of his ankle exposed from his sneakers was particularly white. The criminal was probably standing behind him at the time, and the angle of the sneak shot was just enough to capture part of his profile. There was a line of words under these two photos.

[I want to take off your shoes, tie up your waist and legs, wrap my tongue around each of your toes, and make them wet little by little.]